“Standing in a wedding dress meant for her sister, Naomi Hayes felt like an imposter.” Shy, soft-spoken, and always overshadowed by her glamorous sister Charlotte, Naomi never imagined her life would take such a dramatic turn. When Charlotte vanishes to chase love and wealth, Naomi is forced into an arranged marriage with the cold and ruthless billionaire, Damian Cross—a man who makes it painfully clear that she is nothing but a poor substitute for the bride he truly wanted. Thrown into Damian’s opulent but icy world, Naomi endures his disdain, her family’s relentless demands, and the whispers of betrayal that haunt their every interaction. Yet, beneath Damian’s ruthless exterior lies a storm of secrets and enemies, none more dangerous than Evan Reid—his greatest rival and the man Charlotte left with. Caught between two powerful men at war, Naomi becomes a pawn in a high-stakes game that threatens to destroy Damian’s empire and her fragile place in his life. But as their lives collide in unexpected ways, Naomi discovers an unyielding strength she never knew she had. When passion and vulnerability crack Damian’s icy facade, Naomi begins to wonder if there’s more to him than meets the eye—or if she’s risking her heart for a man who may never truly love her. What happens when betrayals come to light? When Naomi faces a choice between loyalty to her sister or the man who has both hurt and protected her? To find out what happens next, read this gripping story of love, redemption, and resilience. Let the unexpected twists and unforgettable characters keep you turning the pages.
Lihat lebih banyakI stood there, at the edge of our new life, feeling the weight of everything we had been through. The past few months had broken us both, but in a way, they had made us stronger. Stronger than we ever could have imagined.Damian’s hand was warm against mine, and I couldn’t help but look up at him, feeling the flicker of something that had been missing for so long. His gaze met mine, and in his eyes, I saw a reflection of the man I had always hoped he could be. No longer the ruthless billionaire consumed by his empire, but a man who had fought for what mattered most—us.“I never thought we’d get here,” I whispered, my voice trembling slightly.Damian smirked, the faintest hint of his old arrogance still present, but I could tell it was softer now. “Did you doubt me?”I shook my head. “No. But I didn’t think... I didn’t think this would be easy. That we could have a future after everything.”He squeezed my hand, his touch grounding me, reassuring me that, despite all the chaos, we had s
The air felt thick with tension as the final confrontation came to a head. Everything had led to this moment—the battle for control, for love, for survival. It was no longer about power or money; it was about us, Naomi and Damian, fighting for our place in a world that had never given us a chance. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as we stood, side by side, ready to face whatever came next.Damian's hand brushed against mine, and for a fleeting moment, the chaos around us seemed to fade. The world, which had been a whirlwind of betrayal, deceit, and hurt, felt strangely calm. I looked up at him, seeing the raw emotion in his eyes that spoke louder than words.“We’re almost there,” I whispered, my voice trembling.He nodded, his gaze intense, unwavering. “Just one more step, Naomi. And then everything changes.”I swallowed hard, trying to push the fear down. It wasn’t over yet, not by a long shot. We had won the battle, but the cost had been immense. Damian’s empire was on the
“Do you think you’ve won?” The voice cuts through the silence like a dagger, cold and cruel. I freeze in place, my heart pounding in my chest, the weight of the words sinking in like a stone in water. Damian, beside me, stiffens. His hand on mine tightens, but I feel the tremor in his grip. We’ve come so far, fought so much to reach this moment—and yet, the voice seems to mock us, a reminder that the end is never as simple as we want it to be.I glance at Damian, his jaw clenched in that way he does when he’s suppressing the storm inside. His eyes burn with the same fire I’ve seen when he faces his enemies head-on. We’ve been through hell, both of us, but there’s still something lingering in the air, something I can’t shake off.“Who’s there?” I demand, my voice a mixture of fear and defiance. It’s hard to stand tall in the face of such uncertainty, but I force myself to, for Damian, for us.The shadow steps forward, revealing itself in the dim light. And there she is.Charlotte.My s
"Are you sure you’re ready for this?" Damian's voice was low, almost a whisper, but it carried weight. He stood at the far end of the room, his eyes never leaving me as I meticulously adjusted the papers on the table. My hands were steady, but my heart? It was a different story.I paused, my fingers lingering on the edge of the documents, the papers trembling ever so slightly. "I have no choice," I murmured. "We've come too far to back down now."Damian walked toward me, each step deliberate, purposeful. The air between us felt thick, charged with an energy neither of us could quite shake. The final battle was approaching, and it was more than just about business. It was about us. It was about everything we had fought for.He stopped beside me, his presence enveloping me as if he was grounding me in a storm of uncertainty. His breath brushed my ear as he leaned in, his lips just a breath away from my skin. "No," he said softly, "it’s not just about business. It’s about us, Naomi. Ever
“I’m not sure where we go from here,” I whisper, my fingers entwined with Damian’s, as we sit in the quiet of our study. The weight of everything we’ve endured still lingers between us. Despite the storm, the fires of betrayal, and the wreckage that once stood as our lives, the connection between us hasn’t faltered—at least, not entirely.Damian’s gaze is distant, dark eyes staring at nothing in particular, lost in thought. His once commanding presence has softened, as though he’s been stripped of his armor, revealing a man who is far more vulnerable than I ever imagined. And somehow, in that vulnerability, I see the man I’ve come to love.“We take it one step at a time,” he replies quietly, his voice rough, as though it’s been too long since he’s spoken his thoughts aloud. “Together, Naomi. We can’t face this alone.”There’s a rawness in his words that cuts through the fog of uncertainty, and for a moment, the world outside of these walls seems to disappear. It’s just him and me. Tog
"Are you sure about this?" Damian's voice was low, gravelly. It was a rare moment of softness, one I had never thought I would hear from him. My fingers brushed against his jaw, tracing the sharp line of it as he looked down, his eyes distant."We don't have a choice, do we?" I whispered back, my words tinged with a sadness that still hadn't quite left me. We had been fighting for so long, against everyone around us, that the last thing I expected was to discover the true enemy had always been closer than we realized.I had spent the better part of the night trying to keep my thoughts from spiraling into dark places. Damian had been distant, a shadow of the man I had once hoped to love. The betrayal, the lies, the power struggle—it was all too much. But the silence between us now was different. It wasn't the cold silence of before; it was the heavy, suffocating kind—the kind that pressed down on my chest and made it hard to breathe.I looked up at him again, seeing the weight of the w
The room was quiet, the kind of silence that weighed on you like a thousand-pound burden. I could feel the tension in the air between Damian and me. After everything that had happened—the betrayal, the lies, the secrets—it was hard to imagine that we could ever find a way back to each other.But here we were, trying to make sense of it all.Damian stood by the window, looking out over the city. His posture was tense, his fists clenched at his sides. I could see the lines of exhaustion on his face, the weariness in his eyes. He had been through so much in such a short amount of time, and I could feel the weight of it all pressing down on us.I took a deep breath, stepping closer to him. I wanted to say something, to make this better somehow, but the words wouldn’t come. We’d said so many things already, things that had cut too deep, things that had left scars.Finally, Damian turned to face me, his gaze locking with mine. "Naomi," he started, his voice low and raw. "I know I hurt you.
"I can't believe it," I whisper, my voice shaking as the weight of the revelation crushes my chest. "Damian, is it true?"Damian stands frozen in front of me, his eyes filled with a mix of disbelief and horror. The letter in his hand trembles slightly, its contents now fully exposed."The truth... it's out," he mutters under his breath, but the words sound hollow, like a man coming to terms with a nightmare he's tried to bury for years.I reach for his hand, my heart racing in my chest. "What does this mean for us?" I ask, trying to make sense of the chaos that has unfolded before me.Damian doesn’t answer right away. Instead, he glances at the letter one more time, as if he hopes the words will somehow change, that they’ll rewrite themselves into something more bearable."I don't know," he admits, his voice cracked. "I should have never kept this from you."I can feel the tension in his shoulders, the way he carries the weight of this secret like a man broken by his own choices. I st
“You’ve made a mistake, Damian,” the voice from the shadows growled. I could feel the chill in the air as I stepped into the dimly lit study, where Damian stood frozen, his back stiff and his jaw clenched tight.I had been watching him for a moment, trying to piece together the tension radiating off him. He was usually a man of few words, a man who didn’t show fear. But something in his posture now was different. It was as if he was facing a ghost—a specter from a past that refused to stay buried.“I don’t make mistakes,” Damian said, his voice low, though there was a crack in it. A crack I had never heard before.“I think you’ll find you’ve made plenty,” the voice retorted, its owner stepping into the light.Julian.I hadn't expected him to show up here—of all places. The man who had wreaked havoc on Damian’s life, the man who had once been part of his closest circle, now stood before us like a shadow, darkening every part of the room.“What do you want, Julian?” Damian's voice was h
“Where is she?” my mother’s voice wobbled on the edge of hysteria. “We are out of time!” “She’s gone,” my father growled. His face was a mask of fury, flushed red beneath his graying hair. “Charlotte has run off with some lowlife who promised her God knows what. I warned her, but she wouldn’t listen!” I froze at the doorway of the lavish sitting room, my heart racing. Charlotte, gone? On her wedding day? The same Charlotte who always had a way of getting what she wanted—fame, fortune, admiration? My breath caught in my throat as the weight of those words sank in. If she wasn’t here to marry Damian Cross, our family was doomed. “I can’t believe this,” my mother whispered, clutching her pearls like they were the only thing holding her upright. “The guests are already arriving. The Cross family will annihilate us. Do you know what this will do to your business, Harold?” My father’s jaw clenched. “I know exactly what it will do. That's why we have no choice.” His gaze shifted, loc...
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